Chapter 8Dalton was supposed to be the one doing all the plotting, pushing them into awkward situations or making up excuses to get them alone. But somewhere along the way, that had fallen aside, and everyone else started playing their part too—even Steven, however unintentionally, by suggesting dinner.
And Andrew himself. After all, he had no one else to blame for picking up coffee for him and Ford for the second time in two weeks.
It was mid-afternoon, not the morning coffee rush, so the place wasn’t packed. Some afternoon caffeine seemed like the perfect way to break the ice for his upcoming B&E.
Andrew snickered as he waited for his order. He was not excited—well, just a little. Ford did mock burglaries all the time, it was his tried and true method having been a thief, but Andrew n
